I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

boom! !

The group of tree root monsters that rushed over were all ignited the moment they were swept by the ring of fire. Their bodies covered with flames jumped forward several steps until they fell to Chen Luo's feet before falling to the ground.

These dead tea-goers, like the old women before them, turned into tree bark again. Chen Luo touched several of them with his hand, but failed to detect brain waves.

"There is no way to kill all these tree people. As long as the tree roots are still there, it won't take long for them to sprout and grow again."

The window next to him suddenly opened, and a young man wearing a blue headband leaned against the window and spoke condescendingly to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo looked over.

Talking in the room can avoid being noticed by the 'God'. This person is an old resident of Wenxin Town and knows the rules here.

"Where are the roots?"

Chen Luo asked. He stood on the street and spoke without any scruples. The young man upstairs was stunned for a moment. He waited for a moment, then glanced questioningly at the sky.

Why are there no thunders?

There was another sound at the end of the street. Chen Luo and the young man turned around at the same time and found that densely packed vultures flew in at the end of the street. These vultures were the same as the previous tea guests. They were pure black in color and were all tree-man monsters.

"Be careful, I don't know what method you used to avoid the gods, but the trouble in Wenxin Town is not just the gods." The young man said and immediately closed the window.

Such a large flock of birds is enough to sweep through Wenxin Town.

With this color on his body, under a flock of birds of this level, he can only last for three breaths at most.

"This place needs staining."

Chen Luo's face was calm, the spiritual river emerged around his body, and the golden elixir vision surrounded his body. He patted the storage bag, took out the chessboard from it, faced the vulture flying in front, raised his hand and smashed it.

After the fourth-level magic weapon is infused with spiritual power, it becomes more powerful when it is released!

Ten centimeters away from Chen Luo's hand, the chessboard had turned into a square tile more than five meters high, and was surrounded by a thick layer of shadow that stacked up to nearly eight meters.

The huge chessboard and its shadows smashed across like a mountain.

There was a loud bang.

The vultures flying at the front were all smashed into tree bark under the chessboard. The force on the chessboard did not weaken in any way, crushing the flying birds, rushing over arbitrarily, plowing a ravine in the entire long street, and finally slammed into the house at the end of the street.

boom! !

The house directly opposite was instantly turned into powder.

A terrifying explosion swept through.

The densely packed bark monsters were swept away, so much so that there were fewer bark monsters in the entire Wenxin Town.

The strong wind blew back, affecting people even across such a long distance. The doors and windows on the entire long street were beating frantically on the windows, and the gray-black breath gathered into wind blades, washing the entire street. A large number of window and door panels were carried away by this strong wind. The young man who was hiding behind the windows and watching quietly felt that his eyes were empty, and a strong wind swept away his door panels.

The strong attraction almost took him away too, but luckily he hugged the window frame with quick eyes and hands.

Chen Luo stood there, quietly observing the changes caused by the movement in the distance.

Sound will attract enemies.

As long as they get entangled, they will be chased and killed continuously. For the people here, no matter how many colors they have, they can't withstand the unkillable tree people. Therefore, they will not make a sound in most cases. If there is no way to avoid it, they will quickly escape from the place after the battle to avoid being surrounded by subsequent trees.

But Chen Luo didn't care. How could he find the 'root' if he didn't make the noise bigger? According to his killing method, even if the monsters can 'refresh', they will never be able to keep up with his killing speed.

After the violent wind passed, a burst of orange flames burst out from the core of the explosion.

The fire bloomed like a lotus, reaching a height of nearly ten meters, illuminating the entire town.

The color dispels the darkness and attracts everyone's attention.

Chen Luo was very satisfied with the ‘Linghe’ in the later stage of pill formation. One step forward, making him more than twice as powerful as the mid-term "Spiritual Lake". Ordinary Blood Pill and Red Pill monks, even in the Perfection realm, would not be his opponent. Golden Pill, Blood Pill, Red Pill The gap between Dan and Dan was once again magnified.

They are both forming elixirs, so they are no longer on the same level.

The farther back you go, the bigger the gap becomes.

"Although it is still not as good as the Nascent Soul cultivator, it is still more than half of the core formation. Against an enemy like the Lord of the Golden Light Cave, you can deal with him even without using external objects."

Chen Luo compared it with the strength of the Golden Light Cave Master.

That was the only Yuanying monk he had ever fought against.

After the flame spread to a certain extent, it gradually began to shrink, and a large amount of gray-black mist swept over it, as if the painter was repairing the mistakes here. It's just that Chen Luo's late-stage magic power was very troublesome to repair. Although the orange flame shrank a lot, it still did not disappear, and the height was still maintained at about seven meters.

It was as bright as a beacon, bringing light to this dark and silent town.

"Can't it be dyed directly? The method is different from what Hawthorn said, could it be ink?"

Chen Luo's consciousness swept over the area burned by his spiritual fire. It didn't turn orange there. After the fire, the ground would return to gray as before. His spiritual power cannot change the fundamentals, and Wenxin Town has been eroded for too long. He sprays a layer of 'paint' on the surface, and it will be washed away by 'rainwater' afterwards and restored to its original state.

On the second floor next to him, the young man whose window and door panels were blown away by the strong wind finally fell to the ground. He turned his head and looked at the huge orange flame in the distance, his eyes a little dull.

He had thought that the person below was not simple.

Anyone who dares to walk alone on the road and slaughter tree people in an upright manner is definitely not an ordinary person. But he didn't expect that the other party would be so 'not simple'. This scene was a bit too exaggerated.

"Who are you?"

The young man swallowed and asked cautiously.

In his understanding, even the Master of the Seven Colors Pavilion cannot do this. This is no longer a matter of human power.

"I'm looking for a 'tree root', and now I need a guide. I think you have a unique frame and are very suitable for this job."

Chen Luo's eyes fell on the young people watching the excitement on the second floor.

This guy is the 'Brother Ling' in Shanxi's mouth. He is stronger than Shanxi and has mastered two colors. Chen Luo used his spiritual power to calculate and found that the two colors were equivalent to the middle stage of Qi refining. The intensity of the five colors is equivalent to foundation building, and the seven colors have a high probability of perfect foundation building.

"Obligated!"

Brother Ling swallowed and chose to 'take the initiative to help'.

Under the leadership of Brother Ling, the two passed through more than twenty corners and appeared outside Wenxin Town again. After walking out of the town, the feeling of being watched from above suddenly disappeared. Chen Luo stood at the entrance of the town and had a clearer understanding of this place.

"The roots of the tree are just outside the city. You can see it if you walk straight. That place is not a secret. Many people in the town know it."

Brother Ling said cautiously.

He didn't want to leave the town. Although there would be dangers in Wenxin Town, he would have a safe place to stay. After leaving the town, there is no way to guarantee safety. When you encounter a group of tree people, who will die?

Although Chen Luo's strength was somewhat unexpected, Brother Ling still didn't think highly of him.

"It's too dangerous to walk alone. It's easy to meet some lonely tree people."

After finally catching a strong man, how could Chen Luo let him go.

Under his 'kind' invitation, Brother Ling gritted his teeth and walked out of the town. After leaving the town, the two colors on Brother Ling's body began to flow, constantly changing positions on his body, like water.

The two walked for a while.

The town behind became farther and farther away, and finally it was completely covered by trees.

Entering the woods again, Chen Luo clearly felt something different. He sensed a strong sense of malice from these trees.

"That's where the roots are."

Brother Ling, who was walking in front, had a very soft voice. Every time he spoke, he would look up at the sky. I don’t know why, but after standing next to this person, I won’t be struck by lightning when I speak.

Chen Luo's consciousness spread over and he soon discovered the difference.

In front of it is a low-lying land with a huge black lake in the middle, and the water in the lake is completely black. There is a wooden bridge made of gray wood on the lake. The bridge extends to the center of the lake, where there is a gray wooden house.

An old man wearing black clothes and white hair is fishing there.

This man also only had black and white on his body, but strangely, the fishing rod he held in his hand was green.

"Where are the roots?"

Chen Luo took Brother Ling to the lake and stood on the edge of the sunken lake, taking in the environment of the lake from a high position.

"That's the old man."

Brother Ling pointed at the old man fishing. Chen Luo's consciousness covered it and found that the 'ink' smell on the old man was indeed stronger than that of other tree people. Regardless of whether he was a real tree root, one thing was certain.

Kill this old man and he will get a lot of ink.

Since you have decided to dye this place, you must have something like ink.

"Back off."

Chen Luo took a step forward, and Brother Ling next to him hid to the side when he heard this and was very knowledgeable about current affairs. Chen Luo walked step by step into the air as if walking on flat ground, and a large sunken lake pit appeared at his feet.

After floating in the air, the feeling of being spied on appeared again, this time stronger than the previous times.

Just as the mummy's brain judged, floating in the air would be targeted.

Fortunately, his spiritual power still enveloped his whole body, and the line of sight in the sky could not pinpoint his position accurately.

It is impossible to see every detail of the little person in the painting until it jumps out of the paper.

"Brother Jiedan! Have the people above got their heads wet? Do you think that this painting has been kept for too long if you even let people like this in?"

The old fishing man raised his head, looked at Chen Luo in mid-air, his expression became very ugly, and he cursed secretly. I saw him taking out a dark black carp from the fish basket and throwing it into the lake.

Then he stood up, grabbed the fishing rod, and flicked it towards the lake water. The fishing line drew through the void, causing the sound of wind, and the black lake water around the hut slowly rotated.

Under the control of the fishing line, the vortex expanded step by step, and finally affected the entire Black Ink Lake.

A circle of dark water curtain rose out of thin air, protecting the old man and the wooden house in the middle.

In mid-air, Chen Luo spread his palms.

A strange theater appeared in the palm of his hand. This thing is the fourth-level magic weapon that Chen Luo picked up in the area of ​​​​Jinsheng Inn - the theater.

As soon as the fourth-level magic weapon appeared, the expression of the old fisherman below changed immediately.

"etc!!"

The addition of the fourth-level magic weapon by the Danjie monk has exceeded the limit of his ability to deal with it.

Chen Luo wasn't going to listen to his nonsense. After summoning him out of the theater, he just threw it down.

Cinema to wooden house.

He thinks it's very reasonable (end of chapter)